God, reborn----
An Independent Myth/Headcanon and altered story to the tales of the infamous Trickster. This is a Multiverse|Multiship, Selective RP blog. Please read the 'About'.
21+ | NSFW tag: ;sinful

 syndarinn:
  "'Pretty Please.'"

malevolentmonarch:

monarcha:

put “pretty please” in my ask box and I’ll generate a number from 1-40 and see what prompt we get! 

prompt ; our muses can’t agree on a movie for date night.

    It wasn’t a date. Neither of them would admit to it — but why would they admit to it when it wasn’t a date? No, instead, they were just relaxing together, with piles of Vogue magazines around, and plenty of plates of little finger foods within arm’s reach. Not a date. Definitely not a date.

   Besides, if it were a date, they would have picked a movie.

   ”But this one,” Liege practically whined, holding a DVD in one hand, and a little sandwich in the other. “They call it a classic. And she visits Tiffany’s — you know, with the little teal boxes and absolutely gorgeous diamonds. Let’s watch this one.”

    Liege’s blue eyes narrowed at the mention of suspense. Of course he had numerous DVD’s of the sort, but he, ever the princess, was in the mood for a sort of fluffy, easy film to watch — thus his only answer to Sinner’s first question was a soft huff. 

   But at the second question, Liege smiled. “Yes, she is, isn’t she?” he hummed, holding it out so that they both could admire her. “She just looks glamorous. And — ladylike, I suppose. Come on, darling. Let’s watch it. Please? I promise her image only improves with the film.”

   Cue Liege giving Sinner the single most endearing expression which he could manage.

      Sinner’s reluctance to appease his twin had ebbed by his tiring of resistance coupled by that pout that had sucessfully won him over. Such was a face Sinner had no hopes of mimicking despite their striking similarities. It was disctinctivly ‘Liege’ in character, he thought.

      With a huff much like Liege’s own, Sinner shook his head and spoke, 'In all honesty, Liege, I care not if we watch another film or if we watch 'Tiffany’s’.’ (He had neglected to remember the proper title). 'I shall take your word on it.’ A short pause, drinking in the delighted smile offered by his counterpart and ushering him with free hand to the screen. 'Well go on, put it on then.’